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The naked I Wept like A fresh
flesh wound Undressed
there in my room
It stays with you you always say
If you take it with you
Something dry
To suck the life
A little spark to cauterise
I am swollen inside
Like I know you are swollen up inside
You are the armoured man
Who's hammered home
And when you notice the way that your blood clings to your clothes
Leave, quit, drop out, fuck up, let it go

The moment eye
I become a throat
All raw with air
And dirty snow
But this is going to be my winter
I swear it every time I know
And this is a car ride I
Have somewhat mythologised
And I cannot remember
If I knew you all that well at the time
But I know always one year more has passed than you thought had
The naked light
The high beam breathes
When you are high
Above belief
It's happening
you always say
I give in I''m going to drop out, fuck up, quit, leave

So I Breathe in sympathy breathe it in
we did what we did for
similar reasons
I Leave, quit, drop out, fuck up, give in
We all did what we did for similar reasons

Something dry
To suck the life
A little spark to cauterise
I am swollen up inside
Like the start if a house fire
But
the naked light bleeds from a long since slaughtered star
under another stellar abattoir
You see living souls
And How alike they are
You forgive yourself
Just a little more
Oh momentum momentum the moment you fall
Devotion devotion devoid of all thought
Leave, quit, drop out, fuck up, it's nothing
we've not done before

So Breathe in sympathy breathe it in
we did what we did for
similar reasons
Leave, quit, drop out, fuck up, give in
We all did what we did for similar reasons
Are you sick
or are you just ill-defined
are you lost
or are you just difficult to come by
You are indiscriminate like
most weed killers or
some pain killers
Are you sick
or are you just ill-defined
are you lost
or are you just difficult to come by
You are indiscriminate like
most weedkillers or
some painkiller I know you're really going to like

Track Name: True North

I celebrate you at somebody's kitchen table in the true south in the nighttime
two years later tear myself down to the hard white bone alone
attempted expressing genuine sentiment
it felt like drinking cement but it kept me alive
and the sickness of a distant friend is a death to the distance for a little while

but there is no true north
there is no real truth at all
oh headaches and nausea
someone to talk to
I was that person, I am not anymore

dreamt of marching the earth but you could not feel the curvature
caught under the paw of the great dog of inertia
I will rise and leave the city
I will never leave the house
I will slip twixt kitchen tables of my best friends in the south
a sort of entropy increases and we pale and lose all meaning
forget I was the first to celebrate you in the dark
we used to call you "the double-knot" every time you got like this we'd say "You're twice as negative" you'd say "No I am not it's just that there is no true north, there is no real truth at all" You are a distant city, a shrinking whisper, you are the worst one of us all

the divine androgyne at the heart of the artifice, the pressure building up until you're glowing like a noble gas.. You know not to react and so you pound your fists and sink in dirt, you talk in maudlin little prayers, whatever kills the voices first. A super callous flagellant, a comedy of accidents, acting dead inside the ambulance, a play for sympathy or forgiveness, I always dreamt I'd fake my death, I'd hit my head and wipe my memory clean. I'd wake up next to somebody like you and be a better person, get used to the feeling of being something you'd be scared to lose, like waiting for a reason or a change that isn't coming soon.

and you, you be the dirt and the dust in my clean cuts, you be the hollow ceremony in my mother tongue
you be the great bull-muscled boy that I will never become, I have been ever so sorry for ever so long

and now bloodied up enough times until the skin just quit healing and a million tv funerals won't tell me how you must be feeling, living like you have no skin is all that she has ever known, they pass her like a cloud and I secretly hope it chokes them like there is no true north
There is no real truth at all
and you are hard to be around
it got difficult not to care about you anymore

Track Name: Tannika Pacts

But you are bound to see yourself in the surface waters that you cannot help but test distorting reflection reflections get sick of being unfit visage exists to be fixed
Whereupon moral of the story is that you'll never be enough
To a world that wants to hurt you but won't ever let you give it up
Pain wouldn't be much of a teacher
If it didn't leave a little scar
I wait for you to finish smoking
And for you climb back into the car
You could get a city job in London
Become who you will be for good
They want to thank you for the bleeding
They don't want to see the blood
And you would let the city kill you
Before we ever thought to make a move
Eek out your place, you claim
The change you're waiting for ain't coming soon

(Pre-chorus)
Success is to revenge is as
Reverence is to medicine
As downing diet coke and niquil is to quietening your head again
You said the holes in the wall were purposeful and permanent
There to remind you that some things are determined

(verse)
Sitting blitzing a quick fix for the bliss in the distance
Are you taking the hurt and then turning it inward
And Omission is A mission to begin to instance myself
I am A vision of beauty
I am A picture of health
I am And a joke about death
The punch line that I forget
But it begins with a sickness and you write the rest
And the city'll kill you
And the party will kill you
And he building will kill you
And the people will kill you

(Pre-chorus)
and I'm glad
And might might make right right now but I doubt it
Wait, add some sum of weight, weigh it way down
I want to want what's best but for real I don't see it
Somewhere far off the guard dogs all call in agreement
I still feel everything I used to
Feelings don't seem like they're mine
I get this crazy little idea
That everything is going to be alright
The shadow climbs the buildings height
The dirt is first I meet the night
So foot to ground, ground to dust
You get into my clean cuts swell up swell up

You'd like to play some day
The fading southern belle you say
I'll be your stranger stranger stranger
In my torn skin where it's safer
I will shrink and split down to a whisper
Men they came to gut my home
In my torn skin swells the comet
In the morning milky smoke

But I have known for my whole life, now I've told you so it's alright
but you said "Myles if you cry 'wolf' one more fucking time it'll see you right"

I have no skin, I have no skin, I cannot take another hit from them
I have known for my whole life, now I've told you so it's alright
but you said "Myles if you cry 'wolf' one more fucking time it'll see you right"